I still remember when the first time we met in this café. When you walked through that door, I feel strange when I see you that time. I don’t know why, my heart keeps beating faster. Then you sat down on that chair in front of my table, and this time my eyes can’t stop looking at your face. Two days later, I still remember the nervousness I felt when I came near to your table and introduce myself. Kibum.
And from the times we always shared each other about everything we can shared, with two ice coffee espresso double shot that has become our habit in that café. Actually you’re the most much talked about yourself. Your job, friends, and a child who you met on the street, your family and a lot of things.
I also remember when you talked about your father sickness and not for long time you came to the café with your face full of sadness and told to me that your father passed away, at that time I didn’t know what to do, so I just come close to you, sat beside your chair and borrowed my shoulder to you so you can cry again.
Three months later, when your birthday night, you came to the café with the same face before when you told me about your sickness father. What happen this time? I thought. I don’t know why, but I feel I don’t know you again, in these three months you’ve been acting strangely, I lose your happy smile, innocent face and your always late and sometime cancelled our covenant.
Suddenly I shocked when you told me that you will back to your hometown, Mokpo, to life with your mother and don’t know when back to Seoul.
And this time, once again I don’t know what to do, whether I should be sad, disappointed or pleased that you will accompany your mother after your father’s departure.
Why my life should be like this? Why everyone I love want to leave me alone? My father, my mother, my school friends, and now you, the one I really love, have to leave me alone. I shouted on my head.
Now, after five years you left me alone in this town, in your birthday night, I back to the café, Looked at the empty chair that you left with cold silence, still with ice coffee espresso, I celebrate your birthday alone as previous years . I’ll always wait for you; want to see you again, although I don’t know when the time comes.
In my mid full of the great memories that we have been through together. The first time we play at the park. The first time when you come to my apartment. The first time I tell you that I love you and how surprised I was that you love me too, and the first time you kiss my lip in front of my apartment’s door.
I look at my watch. It almost midnight. I took out a small box from my pocket. A gift that I should give you five years ago. I open the box and I can see a couple rings that our names engraved there. You know, at that time I want to ask you to become my first and last partner in my life.
“Happy birthday hyung” I said slowly.
“Kibum” I heard a familiar voice, a voice that I can’t hear in past five years, voice that I missed so much, when I found the source of the voice, how shocked I am, there stood a man who I’ve missed.
“Donghae” I smiled.